The Death of War

Chapter 18

3 month time jump. Aemond makes a discovery and tells Daemon and Rhaenyra. Rhaenyra is not too happy when she finds out who Daemon has been talking to. I hope you guys like it. 🥰

3 months later.

Aemond stood in the shadows, the hood tight over his head as he looked at the three men who were giving the food to the small folk. Some of the gold cloaks were standing by making sure no one intervened or took anything. Every person who took the food knew that Queen Rhaenyra was the one who was feeding them. Food was a luxury in Kings Landing, Corlys blockade had crippled the capital. Every time Otto attempted to bring food from one of the other territories using the king's road, the caravans were attacked. Not all of them, but enough that people were starving. Rhaenyra had used the same food she had taken from the caravans and shared it among the small folk. Everyone in the capital knew that Rhaenyra was the one feeding them, the only one who seemed to care about them.

Aemond noticed a woman walking nearby and he frowned. He had seen her before, she was one of the maids working at the palace. Aemond had noticed her walking around before and there was something about her that he could not trust. He knew she was working for someone, she was carrying information from the palace to someone in Flea Bottom. Aemond made sure to stay hidden as he followed the woman. He followed her to one of the brothels in the street of silk. He knew the place, it was run by a woman who had been Daemon's lover. He waited outside for a while and then followed the woman back to the palace, she never saw him.

Aemond was surprised when he saw her go to his grandsire's chambers. He waited until she left and followed her to one of the empty hallways, once he made sure no one could see them he covered her mouth and pulled her into the secret tunnels. Once he was far away where no one could hear them he removed his hand from his mouth and allowed her to speak.

"I want you to tell me why you have been going to the street of silk." The woman opened her mouth, but she closed it again when he pulled out his dagger and started cleaning his fingernails without looking away from her. "Before you decide to lie to me I would advise you against it. If I hear one lie come out of your mouth I will remove your fingernails, one by one. After that, I will start cutting off your fingers before moving to your toes."

The woman started talking immediately and while Aemond was not surprised by most of the things he heard he was shocked by some of the things she said, some of the things his grandsire had asked her to do. Once she was done talking Aemond killed her quickly, he could not risk her going back to his grandsire. He took her to Vhagar and watched as his dragon ate her before climbing on her. His family was aware that he patrolled the area close to the capital and while he did patrol from time to time, other times he flew to Dragonstone. Which he did that day too. He never went during the day and made sure no one saw him while he was there. The only ones who knew about him being on Dragonstone were Rhaenyra, Daemon, and Ser Erryk.

Vhagar landed on the far end of the beach and Aemond moved quietly, using the shadows to stay hidden. Rhaenyra had shown him a way to get into the castle without being seen, in case there was ever an emergency. He made it to her chambers where Ser Erryk was standing outside the doors. The man gave him a nod before allowing him to pass. He had never been inside his sister's chambers before. He moved farther into the room but did not see Daemon or Rhaenyra. He walked past the solar and into the sleeping area before removing the hood. His eyes widened when he saw the babe on the bed, she was lying on her belly, her large violet eyes were wide open and she was looking directly at him.

He had only seen her twice when the gods gave her to Rhaenyra and then the night her sister allowed him to hold her. She had grown these past few moons and he almost did not recognize her. Aemond did not feel any kind of attraction to the babe or any kind of romantic feelings, not like with the Visenya from the other world. Every time Aemond looked at the babe all he saw was his niece, a beautiful babe whom he felt the need to protect. While the gods said that someday she would be his wife and he would love her like a man loved a woman, right now she was a child and all he felt was familiar love, but it was stronger somehow.